Judge — July 13, 1889 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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J BOUT a month ago I received a billetatone To attend a pleasant party with a friend “Twas an uncle's cousin's brother, or some such that day,and I wish I'd lost my Or been locked up in the station over nig Then T'd nurse no vain regret that by accident 1 met A soul-disturbing woman dressed in white. She's as pretty a8 a picture, as nimble as a fawn, ‘And of glances she gave some heavy doses. Aswe banged the ball at tennis and fiirted on the lawn She told me she belonged to the Sorosis. SENTENCES PASSED BY THE JUDGE, HE ignorant are more skeptical than those trained to knowledge. Hospitality consists in opening one’s doors—not in driving any one into them, People are dangerous things to handle anyway, and should be classed among explosives. It would be easier to be forgiven outright for a fault than to work out one’s own forgiveness by slow and painful degrees, Yet forgive- ness comes only so, Penitence and sorrow for wrong- doing are not all that is required: no forgiveness is possible until the effect be removed and the moral condition renovated. It is to be expected that one will be misunderstood by the majority of one’s acquaintances. To be well understood by the chosen one or two is all that is possible or neces- sary. There are men of two classes who are sure to di thing in tin cian and the The latter never forgets— except upon occasion. — BOUND FROM THE CURTAINS pre T 1 CROSJRAN. SE OU! do tell clubs,” “Well,” in Miss delightful game w brol AY, dear boy, You haven't yot five cents about you for car-fare, have you?” asked one Bohemian of another. boy. * All the same Agnes - i A A VICTIM, “And T tell you, gentlemen, thish is th’ greatest ocea- inishing th’ speech T made ot half through.” A FASCINATING GAME. me what you men have at your sked Miss Smark said Jones, and pool, and billiards. “1 don't know much about bowling or pool,” So; nothing but a dollar, I assure you, dear ” AN ANCHOR TO WINDWARD. ~* What is troubling you s UDGE 223 EVENING IN NEW JERSEY. —"Is the cow in. the - | Her forehead’s smooth and high, there is genius ia her eye, While her Foice is quite electric with emoti And upon the ear it breaks like shallow brook es Its rippling way o'er pebbles to the ocean. But ny fears sore and sad—bow could it well be Wien I'm only one amongst a When T know she smiles at me, halt delignteds ost A manly heart get pulverized to ashes? She's a goddess in the parlor, she’s a queen upon the lake, Vet at times to me her manner quite jocose is ; Bat T only smite in sadness, for Pknow may heart must A victicn To the arts of the Sorosis. Farmer an early Farmea Wagon washed for art to-morrow ?" ~“ Yes. Farmer —"Well, then, 1 guess Hl go to bed. Farmin’ is begin- nin’ to tell on me.” | BUSINESS VS. GRAMMAR. | seYOU MAKE a very singular use. of plurals on the Bow- * remarked poor Jack Borrowit, looked at the lonely bone which was brought to him on ar: order for mutton-chops. ep." returned the “but it would be a good deal more singular if we x ten cents. A JERSEY IGHT after night a witching sprite, Outside among the roses, Sings tullabies ; but to my eyes Her form she ne'er discloses, She hides away the livelong day And keeps herself scelu To reach her sie in My efforts she's el waiter; two chops for IDYI in Tv le, She seemed $0 coy ; but to my At last, by chance, I eret her. The fair unknown is now my own, And soon TI! not forget her. Last evening she encouraged me— My triumph is complete, oh j Town ‘twas rash—T made a mash Of pretty, young Miss Quito TO CONCLUDE. What are you dol Mr, Breastlin 7" gushingly. we have bowling, ‘ds is that dear, I must be going — I'm late Il borrow that, and take a cab. , love ?' George —" L was thinking that if you declined me when I proposed to-night, whether I should accept that heiress who is so anxious to marry m Agnes —" Why, George, you know I love you.” I A NATURAL INFERENCE. Fond mother —"Sce the baby, Henry. holding out his hand to you. pose ‘ittle tootsy v Fond father —""\ don’t know ; but as everybody says he takes after you, I suppose ‘ittle tootsy wants some pin-money.” He's What do you sup- FALLEN HOPES. Mr. Sitoway—"T'll git that ten-dollar pre mium, sure. Th’ Silloway punkin sweet apple ‘Il ‘scoop fust prize, an’ "— Tue arrLe—S-z-wipp! Thud!! comicbooks.com